It’s the day after.Lansing Lotte is caught in bed, quite literally, with his pants down.I get it. I’ve heard the jokes. My name sounds like some medieval character who was a hero. Hell, my best friend
Heartbreaker.I understand why I have the nickname. What can I say? I like women. All women. It doesn’t matter what shape, size, or color. I’m even into sharing. I’ve done it all, seen it all, but I’m
Don’t judge me. I know you want to, but let’s get some facts straight in my defense.- I love Arturo King- He left me behind.- I was lonely.As a damsel in distress, you should sympathize with me.Loneli
I’m not sure I know what to think of the girl I’ve searched for since I was thirteen; she isn’t exactly how I remembered her.I’m twenty-five, a guy and a virgin. Yep, you read that right; I’m still a
